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Jin closed his patient folder and slid it back into his filing cabinet. It was late in the day on Saturday and, as he had found himself doing a lot of lately, his mind drifted toward thoughts of Owen. It had been two weeks since Owen had broken his ankle and Jin found himself lost in thoughts of the other man more often than not. Whenever he wasn’t with a patient or otherwise occupied, he found that he was drifting away on thoughts about the intense sexual experience he’d shared with Owen.

Since that night, he had seen Owen only twice, both times when Ramsey had accompanied his grandson to the clinic. Jin had offered to make a house call but Owen had discretely let him know that Ramsey would more than likely be around, limiting their chances for something other than a checkup. Though Owen’s ankle seemed to be healing well and he was able to put more weight on it, Jin noticed that his friend had been seeming much more depressed than usual.

“I’m just going stir crazy in that house,” Owen had told him on the last visit. “Grandpa means well, but he’s hovering over me all the time, not letting me do anything. He won’t even let me use my dumbbells.” He had looked up at Jin with a completely defeated expression. “I feel useless. I’ve always relied on my body for everything and now I’m just stuck there.”

“I promise, I’ll find some way to get over there to see you,” Jin had told Owen. “But we can’t be obvious about it. It’s already a bad idea for us to be doing this when I’m supposed to be taking care of you.” He cupped Owen’s chin in his hand and gently pressed his lips against Owen’s.

Aside from those few discreet kisses, they hadn’t been able to explore each other on either of the visits. Owen had given him a longing look over his shoulder as Ramsey guided him out of the clinic and Jin had tried to give an encouraging smile in response. That was Thursday, the last time the two had seen each other. Nevertheless, Jin had put a plan in motion that he felt would allow both him and Owen to have the chance to see each other again that evening.

First thing Friday morning, Jin had called Ramsey, asking if he would like for Jin to drop by and make a house call to check on Owen. “Sure,” Ramsey had said. “That’ll give both of us a break. I could really use some time out of the house, so if you want to drop by Saturday evening, I can go out to the bar with Dale. You’re sure you don’t mind, Dr. Jin?”

“No, no, I think it would be good for me to get a chance to see how Owen’s doing in his own environment,” Jin said, silently pumping a fist. “I’ll stop by after the clinic closes Saturday.”

Jin finished packing his doctor’s bag and moved toward the door. “Irene, I’m getting ready to make that house call,” he said to his grandmother. “If anyone stops by, let them know I had to leave a little early.”

“Very good, Dr. Jin,” Irene said from her place behind the counter. After Jin stepped out the door, Irene’s dour expression widened into a smile and she let out a small, knowing chuckle. She had been caring for her grandson since he was two years old and could read him like a book. Jin had never made a house call in the year and a half since he had come back to Harmonica Town and she had seen the look on his face when Owen had come into the clinic Thursday. Well, she thought, it’s not what a grandmother exactly expects, but if it makes him happy, all the better. Irene went to the clinic’s door, stepped outside and locked it. Now to see where this goes.

*

Jin gritted his teeth as the mine cart shuddered to a stop. He hated riding the damn thing; he had never even liked rollercoasters and this seemed to him to be even more unsafe. Still, it was the quickest way between the town proper and the Garmon Mine district – Jin’s heart was already beating hard in anticipation and he didn’t want to wait any longer than necessary. He climbed out of the mine cart and brushed some of the dirt from his white jacket. He adjusted his glasses and started down the road toward the blacksmith’s.

The sun was already starting to dip over the horizon as Jin walked briskly through the mine district. Summer was almost over and he could start to feel a hint of a cold wind. No matter – he actually enjoyed autumn quite a bit and looked forward to it, though he wasn’t sure Owen would be thrilled with missing most of the summer with a broken ankle. Owen was always one of the ones who most enjoyed the summer festivals and splashing around at the beach, but Jin had been firm about his instructions: absolutely no water on the cast, or it may have to come off and get reapplied.

Jin stepped up to the blacksmith’s and knocked. Almost as soon as he did so, Ramsey opened the door and stepped out past Jin. “Thank goddess you’re here, he’s been in an awful mood all day,” the blacksmith grumbled, pulling on his hat. “I told Dale I’d meet him at the bar. I’m not going to be back for a while. Good luck, Dr. Jin.” Without any further ado, Ramsey started down the road, grumbling under his breath.

Jin raised an eyebrow but stepped inside, closing the door. He heard the sounds of television coming from one of the back rooms and started making his way into the living quarters. The tinny television sounds became louder as he approached the one closed door, knocking on it.

“What?” came the voice from inside. Jin opened the door and stepped in. Owen was lying on the couch, foot propped up on an ottoman and looking at the TV. He did not look good – Jin could tell he hadn’t shaved in at least a few days and from the mattedness of his hair, he probably hadn’t bathed in close to that time either. Owen looked up briefly as Jin came in and raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise, then looked back to the TV.

“Did you know it’s going to be sunny tomorrow with a light wind and that that's the perfect weather for a picnic?” he asked.

“No,” Jin said, closing the door. “But it wouldn’t surprise me for this time of year. Why?”

“She’s been saying that over and over again for at least three hours,” Owen said. “I’m pretty sure they just have her recorded and then run it on auto-repeat for some reason.” He turned off the TV with the remote and looked back at Jin.

“I. Am losing. My mind,” he said, running his hands through his hair. “I can’t do anything, Jin. I’m just stuck here on this couch missing the best part of the year. My back hurts, my legs hurt, I’m going stir crazy. What in the hell am I supposed to do?”

“That’s not unusual for someone in your condition,” Jin said, stepping over a pair of dumbbells as he made his way to the couch. “Especially for someone with a very active lifestyle. The body aches are probably due to the fact that you haven’t worked your muscles for a couple of weeks.”

“I told you, my grandpa won’t let me do anything,” Owen said, dramatically dropping his head back. “Ow!” he yelled, lifting his head up from the couch’s armrest and rubbing the back of his head. He looked at Jin, a hint of desperation in his eyes. “You’ve got to get me out of this house. I can’t take it any longer.”

“You’re not going anywhere,” Jin said, setting his bag down on the end table next to the couch. “But you can certainly improve your outlook and that’ll make you feel better.” He went to the window and raised it, letting in a breeze. “This room is stuffy. Some fresh air will help.”

“Unless it’s making my ankle heal, it’s not helping,” Owen groused, folding his arms. Jin couldn’t help but smile at the sight of a full-grown, muscular man pouting.

“Second, something other than junk food to eat,” Jin said, picking up a half-empty bag of chips. “You know what they say, garbage in, garbage out.” He reached inside his bag and pulled out a thermos and a small plastic container. “I made you some sashimi and some herb tea. Have some.”

Owen grudgingly reached for the food and thermos. He took a sip, made a slight face and looked up at Jin. “Hate to break it to you, doc, but I think you forgot to add flavor.”

“It’s not meant to taste good, but it will make you feel a lot better,” Jin said. He pulled out another small bottle. “And here’s some bodigizer. You’ll definitely feel better after you take that.”

Owen opened the container and started chewing the sashimi. He raised an eyebrow in appreciation. “You know, you’re not half-bad at this,” he said, chewing. “Whenever I try to make sashimi it always looks like I used a cheese grater to slice it.”

“Patience is the key,” Jin said. He smiled. “Well, that and learning how to slice carefully in a surgery fellowship.” Owen paused, sashimi halfway to his mouth and he gave Jin a wry look.

“Thanks for that image,” he said before popping the raw fish into his mouth and continuing to chew.

“Anytime,” Jin said. He sat down on the opposite end of the couch, watching Owen. “You should drink all your tea, too. It’ll energize you a bit.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Owen said, dutifully taking a few sips of the bitter brew. “Ugh. I don’t know how you stand this stuff.”

“Irene always made me drink it when I was young,” Jin said. He pushed his glasses up on his nose and smiled at Owen. “I hated it at first, so she’d add some honey to make it less bitter. I guess I just got used to it over time. Now it reminds me of being a kid.”

“You know what reminds me of being a kid? Chips,” Owen said, looking longingly at the cellophane bag.

“Nope,” Jin said, shaking his head. “Not on my watch.”

“You are officially no fun,” Owen said, popping the last of the sashimi in his mouth. He picked up the thermos and grimaced, then started chugging it down. He shuddered as he finished and set it aside.

“And yet you drink cocktails like nobody’s business,” Jin said dryly.

“Hey, don’t you knock Hayden’s cocktails,” Owen said, screwing the top off of the bodigizer. “What I wouldn’t give for one of those right now.” He brought the container to his lips and started to swallow it. When he finished, he looked at Jin and asked, “How can that be made of chemicals and still taste better than that nasty tea?”

“Oh, quit being a baby,” Jin said, swatting his shoulder. “You break one measly ankle and you start acting like a four-year old.”

“Oh, yeah?” Owen asked. Without warning, he quickly brought his weight down on Jin, pinning the smaller man under him and grinning down at him. “Would a four-year old do this?” He brought his lips to Jin’s, kissing the doctor deeply.

Jin let out a groan as Owen’s lips met his and Owen’s powerful body pressed his down into the cushions of the couch. He closed his eyes and kissed Owen back, opening his mouth and allowing their tongues to dart together, intertwining as the two gave in to their desire.

Owen pulled back slightly, stroking Jin’s cheek. “Goddess, I missed you,” he said, looking into Jin’s eyes. “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you. I think it’s the only thing that’s keeping me sane.”

“Oh, come on, nobody ever died from having to spend two weeks on bed rest,” Jin said. He allowed a smile to break across his own face. “But I missed you, too, and I’ve been thinking about you a lot, too. Whenever I have the time, I start thinking back to… you know.”

“No, what do I know?” Owen asked, grinning mischievously down at Jin. He started to adjust his position, then grimaced. “Ow – back. Damn it, that hurts.” He rolled off of Jin and started rubbing at his back.

“How long have you been on the couch for?” Jin asked, pushing back up into a sitting position.

“Since I woke up,” Owen said. “I mean, besides going to the bathroom and all that.”

“Still, that’s what – ten hours at least?” Jin asked. “You need to stretch your muscles out a bit.” Owen let out a noncommittal noise. “Come on,” Jin said, starting to help Owen up. “Let’s get you in a hot bath. Hot water will help your muscle aches and we can prop your ankle up outside the tub.”

“Fine,” Owen said, grasping for his crutch. Jin quickly picked it up and helped Owen put it under his armpit. “Thanks,” he said, gloomily making his way toward the bathroom. “Can’t even get across the room without help.”

“It happens to the best of us,” Jin said, following Owen. He flicked the bathroom light on and turned the faucet knobs on the tub, checking the temperature of the water as it flowed out. “Now, let’s get you out of those clothes.”

“If you say so, doctor,” Owen said, a small smile on his face. He hopped over toward the tub and sat down on the edge, pulling his shirt off. Jin smiled, admiring the view as Owen stretched out his muscular arms.

“Now the pants,” Jin said, helping Owen pull off the loose cotton sweatpants and being careful not to catch them on the cast. Owen sat naked on the edge of the tub, looking down as it began to fill with steaming water.

“So, how do we go about doing this?” he asked, looking back up at Jin. “I seem to recall your discharge instructions were absolutely don’t get the cast wet under any circumstances.”

“Leave your right leg outside the tub and just settle in,” Jin said, pulling up his sleeves. “Haven’t you been taking baths all this time?”

“Grandpa won’t let me do anything other than a sponge bath,” Owen griped. “I hardly feel like I’m getting clean at all.”

“Well, tell him I said this is fine, as long as you’re propping your leg up,” Jin said. “Come on, now.” He put his hands under Owen’s arms and helped Owen slide slowly into the hot water. Owen took in a quick breath through his teeth, then his muscles relaxed as he slipped into the bath.

“Oh, man,” he said, resting his head back and closing his eyes. “I didn’t even realize how much I missed this.”

“Feel better now?” Jin asked, smiling.

“Yeah, think I’m just gonna stay here for a week or so,” Owen said, sliding further into the water. As he did so, Jin’s eyes appreciatively scanned his body. Even soft, Owen’s dick was impressive and his muscles glistened under the thin wet veneer of the tub. Jin picked up a bar of soap from the side of the tub and started to run it under the water, then lather it up. He began to rub at Owen’s pecs, massaging in as he cleaned.

“Shiiiit, that’s good,” Owen groaned. “Awww, Jin, that’s just what I needed.” He began letting out small groans of contentment as Jin continued washing his body.

“Anything for a patient,” Jin said, smiling slyly. He moved the soap down to Owen’s abs, sliding it up and down and applying increasing pressure. Owen’s thin mat of body hair was starting to darken as it got wetter and turn from reddish brown to a dark brunette.

“Now, let’s get your hair,” Jin said, putting the soap aside and cupping his hands in the water. He gently let it into Owen’s hair, then picked up a shampoo bottle and started lathering Owen’s hair, giving him a gentle scalp massage in the meantime.

“You know, doctor, I’m going to want you to keep doing this even after the cast is off,” Owen said through his light purring moans.

“Hmm,” Jin said, working his fingers into Owen’s thick hair. “I think we might be able to come to some sort of agreement on that. Keep your eyes closed.” He picked up another couple handfuls of water and began rinsing Owen’s hair. Owen settled back into the tub, eyes closed and breathing slowly and deeply as his body relaxed for what felt like the first time since he and Jin had been together.

Jin turned off the water, letting Owen sit in the hot bath. “Are you feeling better now?”

“Much,” Owen said. He rolled his head from one side to the other. “I almost feel like myself again.”

“Good,” Jin said, his hand slipping into the water. “Just lie there and relax.” His hand closed around Owen’s semi-hard dick and began slowly stroking it underwater. Owen let out a longer, deeper moan as Jin’s slick hand began to work over his erection.

“Awwww, aww, Jin,” Owen whimpered, bucking his hips slightly as Jin slowly worked him to a full stiffness. “I wanted this so bad. I didn’t think I’d get it before –”

“Shhh,” Jin said, putting a finger to Owen’s lips as he continued to work Owen’s shaft up and down, keeping a steady pressure and working it slowly but with deliberation. He replaced his finger with his own lips and the two men began kissing more intently as Jin began working Owen up.

“Ahhh,” Owen moaned again as Jin pulled his lips away. “I’ve been thinking about you… every night… when I do this to myself,” he moaned. “You’re all I can think about.”

Jin felt his heart beating faster as he let his grip get slightly tighter around Owen’s member. “Well, then I guess I should make this worth the wait,” he said. He started to increase his pace as Owen’s moans became closer together and more desperate.

Owen’s breathing became quicker and shallower and he began squirming as Jin continued working over his erection. The warmth of the water, the tightness of Jin’s hand and his own growing passion for the doctor were all serving to push him over the edge. He let out a low whine of pleasure, opening his eyes and looking at Jin.

“Jin… Jin, you’re gonna make me –” Owen groaned out from between clenched teeth as he began bucking his hips in the tub. Soapy water started to splash out over the sides, soaking Jin’s coat and pants but he continued the blissful agony for Owen.

“Go for it,” Jin whispered, leaning in close to Owen’s ear. “I want to make you scream.”

Owen, taking his instructions clearly, tilted his head back and let out a bellow as he felt his orgasm rip through his body. Long strands of cum shot from his dick into the air before falling back down into the water. Feeling completely spent, Owen let his body drop back into the tub, his eyes slightly open and his breathing still heavy.

“I… think I needed that,” he panted, letting out a small laugh.

“I’m guessing you did,” Jin said, starting to take his coat off. “Now, let’s get you out of there. Don’t want you to turn into a raisin, now do we?”
*

Irene nodded her head slightly and looked up into the wizard’s shocked face.

“That would be more or less what I had expected, thank you,” she said, opening her purse and laying down the agreed-upon payment.

“I – I mean, thank you,” the wizard said, picking it up with a slightly trembling hand. “I apologize, I didn’t realize the visual images would be so… vivid.”

Irene smiled. “Nonsense. I came to you because I expected confirmation of what I was suspecting. I’ll be on my way now.” She got up and made her way to the door, stepping outside and shutting it behind her.

The wizard slumped back in his chair, quickly working at his pants to unleash the erection within. He quickly started stroking it, letting out small groans as he did. He hadn’t had any reason to think the handsome blacksmith’s apprentice and the stern town doctor had any interest in other men, nor that their coupling would be – well, would be so bloody hot, for lack of a better word.

The wizard allowed himself a few louder groans as he worked his shaft back and forth. He rarely felt the desires of the flesh like the human residents of Harmonica Town, but when he did, he had to release his passion urgently. His gaze turned back into the crystal ball, tensely stroking his erection as he did so.

*

Jin helped Owen onto the bed and rolled him onto his stomach. He shucked off his wet pants and let his underwear drop away as well, then climbed on top of Owen and began kneading at his lover’s tense muscles. Owen let out a deep, appreciative moan as Jin worked him over.

“You’re spoiling me tonight,” he mumbled into the pillow as Jin pressed down into him, working the soreness out of his back.

“You’ve had a rough week,” Jin said, smiling. He reached over to his bag and pulled out a bottle of massage oil. He felt his own erection straining at him as he worked Owen’s lower back. The deep groans Owen was making kept turning Jin on all the more, but he kept from stroking himself – he had plans for that.

Owen felt himself relaxing fully into the bed as Jin worked over his muscles. He had never fully received a deep massage like this and it was doing wonders not only on his soreness from lying around all day, but on some long-term muscle aches that he had simply come to accept as a part of his physical lifestyle. “Man, your hands are magic,” he groaned as Jin continued working him over. “They teach you this in med school?”

“Not exactly,” Jin said, moving down to Owen’s well-defined butt. He poured some more massage oil into his hands and started working Owen’s glutes. “But we do learn what feels good – not too hard to put it into practice.”

Owen’s groans deepened as Jin massaged his muscular ass. “Awww, Jin, that’s just the right spot,” he groaned.

“Well, you say that now,” Jin said, allowing some of the massage oil to drip between Owen’s cheeks. “But I think there’s something you might enjoy more.” He started to massage around Owen’s hole and Owen’s groans went from physical relief to more sexualized.

“Huh… so that’s what your plan was?” Owen asked with a grin. He let out a long groan as Jin started working a finger inside. “That’s… hardly… fair,” he whimpered out as Jin began working his hole over.

“You haven’t seen anything yet,” Jin said, grinning as he began to slowly rub Owen’s prostate. Owen’s moans started to become more intense and high-pitched as Jin began expertly massaging his most erogenous zone.

“Awwwww, aww, Jin, what are you – ahhhhh – don’t stop. Don’t stop,” Owen panted as he felt his body starting to flush with pleasure. He had had his ass played with before and every once in a blue moon been topped, but he’d never experienced anything like this. His hips began moving back and forth as Jin increased the pressure on his prostate, working Owen’s pleasure spot without stopping.

“You like this?” Jin asked, a hint of tease in his voice.

“I need it… I need it,” Owen panted. He let out a long groan as Jin withdrew his finger. “Jin, please – please don’t tease me. Put it back, put it back.”

“Okay,” Jin said, positioning himself carefully. He spread Owen’s cheeks. “Here it comes.” He started to press his carefully-lubed dick inside of Owen. He could tell from Owen’s tightness that the other man didn’t have much experience bottoming and he wanted this to feel good for both of them.

Owen let out a long, guttural groan as Jin pressed inside him. “Yeaaaaaaah, that’s it,” he growled as Jin filled him up. Jin pressed his hips fully forward, burying himself inside of Owen and letting out a moan himself as Owen’s warm ass yielded to him.

Owen pressed his left cheek against the pillow, moaning as Jin began to pull back and then push inside of him. The only times he had been topped were by guys his size or bigger. Jin’s dick was smaller and his body much slimmer and shorter than Owen’s, but he moved expertly, pressing expertly into Owen with every thrust. Owen felt Jin’s stomach pressing against the small of his back and Jin wrapped his arms around Owen’s broad shoulders as he would pull back slowly and then thrust in rapidly. The movements were causing the warmth Owen felt during his prostate massage to spread throughout every part of his body – including to his dick, which was now almost painfully hard and rubbing against the sheets underneath Owen.

“Fuck me… oh, goddess, Jin, fuck me,” Owen begged. His eyes were closed and his mouth open, a moan coming out every time Jin shoved his dick deep inside.

Jin felt sweat breaking out on his brow as he worked Owen over. Whether he topped or bottomed, Jin liked to be the one in control, and it was turning him on more than he could ever remember feeling the powerfully muscled Owen submitting completely to him. He knew he wasn’t going to last much longer with Owen’s tight warmth surrounding him and the whimpers of pleasure that Owen was making.

“I’m getting close,” Jin warned Owen as he felt the familiar sensations coursing through his abdomen. “I’m not going to stop.”

“Keep going, keep going, please,” Owen begged. He let out a long whimper as Jin continued thrusting powerfully into him. Owen managed to work a hand underneath himself and started stroking his cock, knowing he would be close behind Jin.

“Yeah… yeah… here it comes!” Jin said. He thrust fully into Owen and let out a cry as he felt the force of his orgasm overpower him. His dick erupted, shooting deep into Owen. Owen’s whimpering continued as he felt Jin’s load shooting into him. He quickly brought himself to a second orgasm, letting out a long yell as he shot all over the sheets.

Jin slowly pulled himself out of Owen and came to rest on the bed next to him. Owen carefully rolled onto his side and enveloped Jin in his muscular arms.

“Please tell me… we can keep doing this… after this stupid cast comes off,” Owen said through heavy breaths. Jin laughed and leaned forward, kissing Owen.

“I insist on it,” he said. He nuzzled up close to Owen and closed his eyes. “But for now, let’s just enjoy this.”

“Yeah,” Owen said, kissing Jin’s forehead and closing his own eyes. “Besides, I’m pretty sure I can’t move.”

*

“Unnnnh,” the wizard groaned as he shot his load all over his shirt. He closed his eyes, his breathing heavy. It had been a good number of years since he had felt the need to pleasure himself and this was well worth the wait. He reached for a cloth to start cleaning him up. After he got most of his load off of his front, he reached over to pick up his crystal ball, then quirked his head as he watched Owen and Jin lying together in each other’s arms.

Humans, he thought, shaking his head. Such strange creatures and yet so compelling at the same time.

~~~

Author’s notes: Thanks for reading! This is the second of what will most likely be a four-chapter story, and you can probably expect the next chapter up sometime within a week to a week and a half. I’d love to hear your thoughts, even if it’s just a quick note. Either post a review or send me a message to hibiscustea9@gmail.com. Looking forward to hearing from you!
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